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NurseAmelia
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I feel as if my husband and I are being demonically oppressed or something similar. Before you jump to conclusions about my sanity. Here is how our last few days have occurred.
Both Luke and I are now in a state of grace and have both resolved to reject the sin of contraception and to be more open to the will of God whatever it may be regarding children and other areas of life as well.
I know when one focuses on an idea such as my belief that the evil one is truly causing me trouble, they can begin to see everything in that certain light, so I wanted you to vet these happenings.
Immediately after I finally stopped struggling and resolved at home to make an act of contrition on my knees by my bedside the glass of water on my night stand came flying over me and onto a power strip next to me leaving me in what should have been an electrical puddle. I was not harmed but scared. It felt like an attempt to stop me from asking forgiveness. I cleaned up the mess with my husband and continued as if nothing had happened. I made my plea for mercy from God and confessed my sins at home with the intention of seeking confession as soon as I could.
The following night Luke prayed the rosary after we both fought about faith and our struggles. I felt I was fighting with an anger not even my own. I paused and asked God for calm and patience because truly I wasn’t even upset. It was as if Luke and I vowed together to fight this evil in our lives and no sooner did it arrive to drive us apart.
That night I wore my St. Benedict medal and went to bed after some prayer. The medal and chain (neither of which have ever bothered me before in time tested wearing) burned like hell all night, but I refused Luke’s attempts to remove it because I knew I wasn’t allergic to the chain or pendant and feared the reason it was causing me pain. I awoke to find physical evidence of the night’s burning on my skin, but I do not experience it now and have continued to wear the medal. As I said, I have no medal allergy to gold or silver which are the what make up the medal and necklace.
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I won’t rule out a natural and earthy cause for these irritation burns, but upon close inspection they are indeed tiny burns.
Spotting these I decided either way , no matter the cause, it was a good idea to head to mass. I headed to mass and was seated. JUST as the service was to begin my phone rang, and it was Luke. He had blown a tire on the interstate and was safe but said the spare went missing (only my husband could lose a tire!) I obviously made my apologies to my God mentally and had to leave.
When I arrived I looked at Luke, and he just said he knew what I was thinking, and he too felt we were being attacked. The tires were almost new and in fantastic condition - so much so we are getting free replacements (Praise The Lord!), yet the tire had fully exploded and looked like it had endured a shark attack.
Never to be one to just give up, I asked St Anthony to pray for us and help us find this tire because we cannot afford towing right now, and it had to be here. Luke and I began to climb down the steep ditch which was about 40 ft of tall grass and water though he had already been down in the grassy, water filled ditch a number of times. THIS time we found the tire. Thank you, St Anthony!
I AM going to mass today. I will not be deterred. I wanted to share this with you because I feel like anything alone might be something where you say … Well, that’s just life things happen, but I tell you I had a eerie sense when my phone rang as I attempted to begin participating in the mass. Someone didn’t want me there, and indeed just about the only thing that I would have left for happened on the morning after my necklace and medal burned me and I wanted to be there more than anything. Thoughts? Opinions? Comments?
Both Luke and I are now in a state of grace and have both resolved to reject the sin of contraception and to be more open to the will of God whatever it may be regarding children and other areas of life as well.
I know when one focuses on an idea such as my belief that the evil one is truly causing me trouble, they can begin to see everything in that certain light, so I wanted you to vet these happenings.
Immediately after I finally stopped struggling and resolved at home to make an act of contrition on my knees by my bedside the glass of water on my night stand came flying over me and onto a power strip next to me leaving me in what should have been an electrical puddle. I was not harmed but scared. It felt like an attempt to stop me from asking forgiveness. I cleaned up the mess with my husband and continued as if nothing had happened. I made my plea for mercy from God and confessed my sins at home with the intention of seeking confession as soon as I could.
The following night Luke prayed the rosary after we both fought about faith and our struggles. I felt I was fighting with an anger not even my own. I paused and asked God for calm and patience because truly I wasn’t even upset. It was as if Luke and I vowed together to fight this evil in our lives and no sooner did it arrive to drive us apart.
That night I wore my St. Benedict medal and went to bed after some prayer. The medal and chain (neither of which have ever bothered me before in time tested wearing) burned like hell all night, but I refused Luke’s attempts to remove it because I knew I wasn’t allergic to the chain or pendant and feared the reason it was causing me pain. I awoke to find physical evidence of the night’s burning on my skin, but I do not experience it now and have continued to wear the medal. As I said, I have no medal allergy to gold or silver which are the what make up the medal and necklace.
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I won’t rule out a natural and earthy cause for these irritation burns, but upon close inspection they are indeed tiny burns.
Spotting these I decided either way , no matter the cause, it was a good idea to head to mass. I headed to mass and was seated. JUST as the service was to begin my phone rang, and it was Luke. He had blown a tire on the interstate and was safe but said the spare went missing (only my husband could lose a tire!) I obviously made my apologies to my God mentally and had to leave.
When I arrived I looked at Luke, and he just said he knew what I was thinking, and he too felt we were being attacked. The tires were almost new and in fantastic condition - so much so we are getting free replacements (Praise The Lord!), yet the tire had fully exploded and looked like it had endured a shark attack.
Never to be one to just give up, I asked St Anthony to pray for us and help us find this tire because we cannot afford towing right now, and it had to be here. Luke and I began to climb down the steep ditch which was about 40 ft of tall grass and water though he had already been down in the grassy, water filled ditch a number of times. THIS time we found the tire. Thank you, St Anthony!
I AM going to mass today. I will not be deterred. I wanted to share this with you because I feel like anything alone might be something where you say … Well, that’s just life things happen, but I tell you I had a eerie sense when my phone rang as I attempted to begin participating in the mass. Someone didn’t want me there, and indeed just about the only thing that I would have left for happened on the morning after my necklace and medal burned me and I wanted to be there more than anything. Thoughts? Opinions? Comments?
